[He squints his eyes about half-closed, the gesture starkly catlike, and hums.] You knew I'd never keep? [Of course he knows weird 80s Earth music, he's a millennial.]
[He settles again on Stolas' thighs, letting him fiddle with his collar and tilting his head.] Y'want this off?
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[He settles again on Stolas' thighs, letting him fiddle with his collar and tilting his head.] Y'want this off?